Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 663 Bamboo Horse Cultivation: 99 Days of Chasing Green Plum (36)

  The comment area is hot,

  There is no shortage of rhythmic naval forces.

  There are always people in the world who like to join in the fun, and follow the sound.

  Regardless of experience or not, I always say the last two sentences.

   Stand on the moral high ground to blame others.

  There are even people who go white with human flesh.

  Netizen 1: It’s really like that!

  Netizen 2: I saw a long and disgusting old man taking her to school a few days ago!

  Netizen 3: Since it's sold out, why don't we have a good time together!

  Some people also speak for dyeing white,

   "It's just a photo, it can't prove anything, don't talk about it here if you don't know the details?"

  However, the person who spoke was besieged by a large group of naval forces and other keyboard men.

  "You are the vest worn by the person in the photo!"

   "There are pictures and the truth, what are you talking about here."

   "This is the truth, are you mentally disabled or mentally disabled and can't see the picture?"

  Because of a large spray.

  The netizen who just spoke for Ranbai is also hidden.

  This post became popular in one day.

  Discussed by everyone.

  Ranbai was walking on the cobblestone road of the school, and some people pointed.

  A few boys gathered together and pointed to the distant dyed white and said,

   "Hey, did you see it? She is the person in the picture."

   "Zhang's are pretty good-looking, I don't know what it is like on the bed?"

   "You are not her sponsor, how do you know?"

   "How much money is this kind of woman worth? The renminbi was smashed up, and the brothers went up and played."

   "That's right, for such a cheap woman, giving her a hundred dollars can make her kneel and lick your shoes."

   "I heard that her funder is an old man in 60 or 70 years old and I don't know if I can satisfy her?"

   "Puff, it must be empty and lonely."

  Dyeing white leisurely footsteps, a pair of pitch-black eyes are covered with a layer of mist, and the magnificent lips are filled with a cool smile, which makes people feel dangerous and chilling for no reason.

   Slowly walked to the boys who were talking, with a sweet and lazy smile in their voice, "What are you talking about, say it again, eh?"

  The voice is not hurried or slow, not ill or slow, extremely calm, even with a slight smile. It feels abnormal.

  The ending is gently picked up, with indescribable danger.

  A few boys looked at Yen Bai standing in front of them, and they didn’t have the slightest guilty conscience. They even said bashfully.

   "Just say you owe you fuck, what's the matter!"

   "How much is a night? Let me have enough."

   "Looking at you like this, you must be very relaxed on the bed, otherwise, how can you satisfy your golden master?"

  The corners of the white-dyed lips were filled with a cool smile, and his voice was careless.

  No emotion at all.

If there is.

  It was just a flawless smile.

  Laughing, it's creepy.

   "I have recorded what you said."

  Listening to the languid and lazy voice, several people were a little unbelievable, "What are you talking about!"

  Ranbai looked condescendingly at several people, smiling, "I never said the second time, especially for certain people."

  Dyeing white green onion jade fingers holding the recorder, turning quickly on the fingertips.

  The voice of several people talking in the recorder,

   "That's right, for such a cheap woman, giving her a hundred dollars can make her kneel and lick your shoes!"

   "I heard that her funder..."

   Disgusting and sharp words came one by one,

  The complexion of a few boys is extremely bad,

   "Give me the recorder!"

  Dye white lips with a cool smile, frivolous eyebrows, "Here you?"

   "Give you to die?"

  Speak out four words carelessly, the intonation is neither hurried nor slow, nor cold nor indifferent.

  There is no feeling of anger or shame in the party.

  It's calm and makes people feel something is wrong.

  The boy has a grim expression, "Fuck! What are you talking about! Believe it or not, I'm pumping you!"

  　 2 more, the next one, at six o'clock in the evening.

  (End of this chapter)